I don't understand humans. Its just so hard to find friends that so true and perfect I guess. I used to think I got one but no longer anymore. I have close friends but no more best friend anymore. I trust people too easily. I know, I'm often taken advantage of but I rather called that be nice. I thought changing myself like becoming more patience and more understanding towards people would make the better out of me. No, I still get treat like fuck. I don't know, I am so tired of life. Everyday I smoke more than I used to do last time, just sit there and stone. When people laughing at stupid stuff, I'll just keep quiet to think my time away. I keep regretting that I used to regret last time. I shouldn't regret losing him, now I realise even when I am so close to getting him, its actually still a big step to it. I don't wish to keep talking about him, but really. F is probably taking a few more years of my life away. I'll give him a month. Or else, I promise myself I'll give up on love.